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Mar 2019
I write this line –
"The wolf of matera, loner",
I cross myself
And write " goes to friends".

Starting ahead –
"The wolf is not sitting",
Adding a few lines,
It turns out the poem:

"The wolf is not sitting,
Tearing the hair on his chest,
Attaches them to the feet
And he goes to his friends".

The result of such fantasies –
Wolf life is more diverse.
The result of the poem –
Neural network with training.
Written by
Ilya Krivonosov  39/M/Balashikha
(39/M/Balashikha)   
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